i'm proud that i got you.
are you proud that you have me?
don't judge me so easily,
you've known me so long.
why?
stop hurting my feelings over and over again.
i have.. only a paper heart...
i feel..
restless.
upset.
bad.
why!?!?!
but then,
i feel..
even worst..
to have to hurt her..
like that.
i'm sorry...
love, cong.
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